Araya

I know what it feels like
to have so much hatred inside you
that everything else is grey and lifeless
you yell and run and punch and fall
you cause pain so others understand
what it feels like

and I know what it is
the sorrow the anger the sadness the blues
the feeling of utter loneliness
we try we cry we fight we die
and that makes us stronger, what a bliss
that it is

and I own you, I disown you
I demolish you
I vanquish you
I have power over you
and you reign o'er me

and how dare anyone say
that this isn't love
I feel for my Mona Lisa
my masterpiece
myself in a form of a whore
dying, deprived of all dignity
how does it feel

yes, that's it
now you know
how it is
every day, every hour, every minute
how it feels

to be me.